The three squad leaders had no choice but to comply. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoDozens of belts tied together should lead to the underside of the sinkhole. The scrivener asks the little monkey to pick up his belt and prepare to go down the sinkhole. The soldiers were pulling their pants up, and they couldn't help if they wanted to. Someone first thought of an alternative, tearing off a strip of bark and tying it around his waist. Others followed suit, and small trees in the vicinity snapped and snapped.

The scrivener reminds the soldiers to be aware of concealment, and the enemy may be nearby. He called Lu Shuting, Little Monkey, Gong Daniu, and Kong Zhaoqiang to him, these four are his original team, the descendants of the lineage. "Brothers, we can only go to the sinkhole for the five of us, the situation below is complicated, and it may not be easy to use it if there are too many people. The rest of the people answered on top, so that there was a response. The scrivener said.

All four agreed, and immediately began to prepare firearms and equipment. Dong Xuesheng disagreed, everyone went to war together, why did he leave him. The scrivener said that there was only one rope to go down the mountain, which could not withstand too much friction, and the soldiers who stayed behind also had to be brought by someone, and Dong Xuesheng needed to command.

Dong Xuesheng didn't say anything more, indicating obedience to orders. The scrivener agreed with him on the code and began to prepare to go down to the sinkhole. Dong Xuesheng led the soldiers to be on guard and deal with possible enemies. Commander Liu's order was originally to have them stationed on the periphery to prevent the infiltration of Japanese troops. This task was handed over to Dong Xuesheng.

The little monkey fixed the rope and went down first, he weighed the lightest, and weighed the rope first. After all, they are all belted up, and the reliability is very poor.

The little monkey moves very slowly, moving down little by little. The four people in the scrivener box looked down, one meter, two meters, five meters...... It went down for twenty or so meters. The little monkey was very tired, so he grabbed the rope and rested for a while before continuing to move down. The people above were more tired than him, sweating on their foreheads, and if the rope broke, or the little monkey couldn't hold on and let go of his hand, his little life would be confessed.

After climbing down for more than ten meters, his body had already touched the canopy of the big tree. The sinkhole was full of trees, growing densely upward, crowding every inch of space, and it was impossible to see the landscape below. The little monkey moved down further, and gradually sank into the canopy, and then there was no one to see at all, only to see that the rope was very tight, and he had not yet landed. Everyone's nerves have been tense.

After another half of the meal, the rope loosened, and then kept shaking. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the little monkey went down, which was a signal. Rao is his body is light and his movements are light, and this trip took nearly half an hour. There are four more people down there, and at this rate, it won't be enough to finish in the dark.

The scrivener called Dong Xuesheng and asked him to bring a few soldiers to help. The second one who was ready to go down was Kong Zhaoqiang, Lao Kong grabbed one end of the rope and tied it around his waist, and seven or eight soldiers grabbed the rope and sent it down little by little. In this way, the speed is much faster, and it takes about ten minutes to send Lao Kong to the bottom of the sinkhole.

Next came Gong Daniu and Lu Shuting, then some heavy equipment, a machine gun, a rifle and bullets, as well as some emergency medicine and some food. The various equipment were sent down in three batches. Finally, there was the scrivener, he gave another explanation to Dong Xuesheng, and led the troops to find a hidden place to lurk and prepare for war. Dong Xuesheng nodded solemnly, and sent the scrivener box down with the soldiers.

The scrivener looked up and watched himself fall little by little, the distance from the ground was getting farther and farther, the rock wall was almost ninety degrees, and the whole person was hanging in the air. Looking down, there is a green area below, and people can be thirty meters away from the top of the canopy, which makes people dizzy. I was a little nervous in my heart, this was going to fall, and I would definitely be broken.

The soldiers above were still sending ropes down, and when they fell to about twenty meters, they felt a hint of stuffiness in the air, without a trace of wind, and the air seemed to be still, since the day there was a sinkhole.

More than ten meters down, the air became even hotter. A primordial breath came to the face, as if the air here had never moved, and every grain of air carried a primordial smell. The lush canopy lies underfoot, an unknown tree with small, dense foliage that competes for the sun's needs. Strange terrain makes for strange plants.

A few meters further down, the body has touched the canopy. The scrivener was covered in sweat, and it was unbelievably hot, and every leaf was wet, as if it had been washed with water. During the fall, he inevitably touched the leaves, and the clothes on his body quickly became soaked. Further down is like entering a steamer, the temperature is very high, the water content is very large, and it is completely different from the mountain.

You can already see the floor of the sinkhole, but there is still a distance of nearly twenty meters from the canopy to the ground. The four people who went down first were not in place. The scrivener is not worried, they are distracting the vigilance. It's not an adventure, it's a war, and every detail has to be done to the extreme.

Bang, a gunshot pierced the silence. The goal is the top of the scrivener's head. Not good, an enemy discovered Dong Xuesheng and began to attack. The scrivener was sweating profusely, Dong Xuesheng had no cover where they were, and they were concentrating on sending themselves down to the sinkhole at this time, and it was undoubtedly fatal to be attacked at this time!

Bang, bang, two shots in a row, and the enemy's attack continues. Suddenly, suddenly, da-da-da, the machine gunners of the 1st and 3rd squads were counterattacking, and the platoon commander had not landed safely, and they could not retreat.

The scrivener box is very anxious, more than a dozen soldiers, at this time they have become a live target of the enemy! "Leave me alone, hide!" He threw his head back and shouted. However, it was impossible to hear from above, and the gunfire covered everything. The people above didn't give up, they were still putting the rope down, and the speed was much faster.

There were bursts of gunfire, and the enemy settled Dong Xuesheng and his group, and kept firing and shooting. The above is also fighting back, but it is a little untargeted in the face of the dense woods.

A drop of blood fell from the top of his head and dripped onto the scrivener's arm. This is the blood of his comrades-in-arms, in order for him to land safely, the soldiers did not flinch and insisted on it in blood! The scrivener box is at a critical level, this revenge must be avenged, the little devil is waiting to kill you all! He drew the scimitar at his waist, decisively cut the rope, and as soon as his body loosened, he fell straight down. Only in this way will the people above retreat with peace of mind, otherwise they will all become targets for the enemy. The casualties are unbearable.

The scrivener box was planted straight down, and in the process of falling, it broke a lot of branches, poofed, and was heavily planted on the ground. On the ground is a thick layer of dead branches and leaves, accumulated over thousands of years, the thickness is beyond imagination, and the bottom leaves have rotted into silt, containing the rain falling from the sky.